"What about the training?" Phury asked. "Do we keep it up?" Wrath shook his head. "I'd like to, but we're damn short-handed, and I don't want to overwork you. Especially because you need time to recover¡ª" "I can help," Z interjected. All heads turned in his direction. The disbelief on their faces would have been a laugh riot if it hadn't stung as much as it did. He cleared his throat. "I mean, Phury would be in charge, and he'd have to do the classroom shit because I can't read. But I'm good with a knife, you know. Fists, too. Guns. Explosives. I could help with the physical training and the weapons parts." When there was no response, he looked down. "Yeah, or maybe not. It's cool. Whatever."
Lover Awakened (Black Dagger Brotherhood #3) by J. R. Ward
